The Seaside Kingdom of Murias is a massive, efficient nation, ruled by Bruno Tripodi with an iron fist, and renowned for its barren, inhospitable landscape, pith helmet sales, and rampant corporate plagiarism. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 3.75 billion Murians are rabid consumers, partly through choice and partly because the government tells them to and dissenters tend to vanish from their homes at night.

The minute, corrupt, pro-business, well-organized government, or what there is of one, is effectively ruled by the Department of Industry, with Education and Law & Order not funded at all. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Mongiana. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 1.3%.

The frighteningly efficient Murian economy, worth 806 trillion Peices a year, is driven almost entirely by the private sector, which is broadly diversified and led by the Gambling industry, with significant contributions from Soda Sales, Automobile Manufacturing, and Retail. Average income is an amazing 215,035 Peices, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,976,200 per year while the poor average 2,423, a ratio of 815 to 1.

Suppression of pro-democracy protests is a daily occurrence, Bruno Tripodi will only ring up foreign leaders if they agree to reverse the charges, libraries are bulldozed to make way for internet cafés, and Murian athletes are close to breaking the 2 minute mile and the 16 meter long jump. Crime, especially youth-related, is so common that it is unusual to encounter someone following the law, perhaps because of the country's complete lack of prisons. Murias's national animal is the whale, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to heavy metals seepage into national waterways, and its national religion is Catholicism.

Murias is ranked 312,773^rd in the world and 718^th in the Plains of Perdition for Most Advanced Defense Forces, scoring -11.4 on the Total War Preparedness Rating.